Kageyama isn't huge on drinking, or going out but... He a dozen or more texts from Hinata and cajoling from some of the others around him had him going -- if more out of the feeling of social obligation than anything. He's not a great drinker.
So, he's pressed into a corner keeping his distance from the others, especially the touchy feely ones as he sips his beer after he'd ate his fill of food that'd been ordered along with the drinks.
Kageyama feels out of place and he wants to look for an excuse to leave, especially since he keeps feeling his gaze drawn to Oikawa over and over and the more he tries to avoid looking at him the more he does. It's been years and seeing him makes him feel like he's in middle school desperate for any attention all over again. He finishes his one beer and it's enough to already leave him flushed and tipsy. He'd been there a while and now's the time to make an escape it's been long enough right?
He stands up and starts saying the goodbyes he wouldn't be able to get away with skipping but skirts around running into Hinata knowing he'd try and thwart his escape. Soon enough he's out in the fresh hair, pressing his hand to his forehead and swearing under his breath.
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So, he's pressed into a corner keeping his distance from the others, especially the touchy feely ones as he sips his beer after he'd ate his fill of food that'd been ordered along with the drinks.
Kageyama feels out of place and he wants to look for an excuse to leave, especially since he keeps feeling his gaze drawn to Oikawa over and over and the more he tries to avoid looking at him the more he does. It's been years and seeing him makes him feel like he's in middle school desperate for any attention all over again. He finishes his one beer and it's enough to already leave him flushed and tipsy. He'd been there a while and now's the time to make an escape it's been long enough right?
He stands up and starts saying the goodbyes he wouldn't be able to get away with skipping but skirts around running into Hinata knowing he'd try and thwart his escape. Soon enough he's out in the fresh hair, pressing his hand to his forehead and swearing under his breath.